Tales of Herding Gods

Qin Mu’s current state seems to be a sleepwalking, sprinting in his sleep, but he can still see the surrounding scenery and avoid obstacles. What makes Shen Wanyun wonder is that on the way of running on the road, Qin Mu has continued to display the method of boxing and legging.

He also took out a murder knife from time to time and smashed it.

"Qin Shidi's strength is so strong, but he still works harder than other people. Even in his sleep, he does not forget to practice. Although his understanding is a little bit worse, this kind of hard work is worth learning!"

Shen Wanyun was greatly encouraged to return to his residence and work hard.

However, Qin Mu is not completely asleep. His state is different from that of sleepwalking. This is his unique method of cultivation. He is a different person in practice. He practiced when he practiced and practiced faster. And his brain is in the middle of rest, and his fists and tricks are all memories of the body.

In the past few years, Qin Mu has relied on this cultivation method to make himself leaps and bounds. He only went to Yankang and studied the customs of Yankang, so he did not continue to practice in this way.

Qin Mu ran for two hours, then woke up and looked good.

At this time, I only heard a familiar voice and laughed: "Is the rest enough?"

Qin Mu quickly turned around and said: "Zu Shi."

At this time, there were no other people on the mountain. Even those who sacrificed wine, Guozijian and secretarial supervisors went to rest. The national teacher lectured on the Fa. They also listened for two days, and they did not sleep, and needed to adjust.

The young ancestors smiled and said: "What do you think of the national teacher?"

Qin Mu praised: "National division, the god-like existence, I don't think people can think, people do not dare to do, it is indeed unparalleled."

The young ancestors walked down the hill and said: "How do you learn the swordsmanship taught by the National Teacher?"

"Don't dare to learn, but have some experience."

Qin Mudao: "I learned the sword with the village chief. I thought I had done my best in the sword. I didn't expect to have a place I had never learned."

The young master said: "There is no end to learning the endless words. It should be endless. Only by learning, you will learn all your life, you can't make your own things, and there is no boundary for creation. You are still small, you still need to learn. Everything created by others, until you have a certain accumulation, you must try to create. Always learn, you are always a student, but as long as you create a trick, you are a master."

They walked to the front of Yuya, and they saw that there were two young people in front of the mountain gate of Taiyuan University.

The younger ancestor smiled and smiled: "I asked the national teacher to come, in order to preach and teach you the law. He has already said the law for two days. You have got such a big benefit, can't you go on?"

Qin Mu said with great enthusiasm: "As long as the ancestors make an order, the disciples dare not die?"

The young ancestors sneered and kicked him off the cliff: "The stinky boy said it well! People blocked the mountain gate for so long and didn't see you moving. It didn't give you good benefits. Can you be so refreshed? Don't you?"

Qin Mu landed, licked his **** and walked outside the mountain gate.

At this moment, there are no scholars before and after the mountain gate. These gentlemen are still sleeping and resting, leaving only two people outside the door. Not far from there is a beast guarding the mountain gate, with the dragon head Kirin body, being caught by the chain, is being faked.

Lin Xuandao saw Qin Mu coming, his heart was slightly shocked, and he looked at Danyangzi: "Uncle Shi..."

Danyangzi raised his eyelids and looked at Qin Mu’s eye. He said, “Let’s go. The national teacher teaches the scholars, in order to cultivate this person, you don’t have to suffer.”

Lin Xuandao said that he stood up and greeted Qin Mu. The two people had a sense of sympathy and each stopped their steps and gave them a gift.

Qin Mudao: "Qin Mu, a scholar of Taixue, has seen Lin Xuandao. I am in the realm of Wuyi."

Lin Xuandao said: "Daomen Linxuan, I have seen Qin Mushi. I am a six-in-one realm, self-styled Liuhe Shenzang."

He sealed his own Liuhe god, Qin Mudao: "Do you use weapons?"

He took a bamboo stick from the back, took another murder knife, took off the hammer, and took off the sword. Lin Xuandao is about to talk, Danyangzi suddenly said: "Without the blade, only use the magic of the Tao and the melee."

Lin Xuandao did not understand, put his own dust down, said: "Since Qin brother said so, I do not need weapons."

Danyangzi secretly sighed and looked away from the sword. If you use weapons, you will suffer too much. The shape of this sword makes him feel a little scared. The scabbard is a mouthful of fish, and some are like the swords of a big man.

If it is true, Lin Xuan's slap in the face will be broken, then there is no need to compete.

Qin Mu smiled, and suddenly there were two layers of eyelids in his eyes. The eyes of the gods were all open, and the ground under his feet suddenly settled. The bluestone slabs burst and the gravel on the ground was shaken.

"what!"

Qin Mu exhaled and opened his voice. It was just blasted. Hundreds of broken bluestones that had just been suspended were shattered between his shocks. The biggest stones were only the size of the beans, smaller and smaller. Such as sesame!

Countless gravel followed his fist and rushed to Lin Xuandao!

expensive--

The dragon swayed, and the punch of his fist actually merged with the gravel, turning into a salon and going straight to Lin Xuandao, like a real dragon!

At the same time, he moved in a ghostly manner, and the speed was extremely fast. He followed the boxing spirit and came to Lin Xuandao.

Lin Xuandao’s heart was shocked. Suddenly his eyes turned white and one turned black. He raised his hand and printed it forward. His palm was like jade. It was like a jade seal. It was printed like a mountain. It was printed with a strange bird worm. Imprinted, peculiar, with a simple and ancient atmosphere, meet the true dragon.

Turn the sky!

The two men broke out with a burst of boring and screaming noise, as the thunder was covered by thick clouds and could not be transmitted.

The beast of the dragon head in front of the mountain gate heard the muffled sound, raised his head in confusion, and looked around.

Qin Mu only felt that his own hurricane was like a wall that was traversing the heavens and the earth. The power could not penetrate the wall. The heart was happy: "This road is indeed extraordinary! More than what I have seen before. The bachelor is to be tyrannical!"

Although the appearance of the Kowloon Hurricane Thunder seems to be overbearing, it is actually a very delicate move. It contains 45 kinds of dragons. This kind of strength is hidden in the palm of your hand. If you pick up this palm, you will It was passed through forty-five kinds of dragons, causing terrible damage to the internal organs.

Lin Xuan Daozi’s hand turned over the sky, and it actually formed a copper wall and iron wall. The forty-five kinds of dragons hidden in his palm were all blocked between the two palms.

At this time, countless gravels flew past Lin Xuandao.

Lin Xuandao's bones are stunned, and his yin and yang eyes see between these finely divided stones, even with the delicate and infinite vitality.

These gauze filaments are incomparably slender. Under the gaze of his yin and yang eyes, a root gas is actually a fine sword that rotates. These swords are the swordsmanship of Qin Mu’s vitality. They were originally hidden in the stone. At this moment, they are getting out of these stones.

“斫轮印!”1

Lin Xuandao's hands flicked with his fingers, and the palm of his hand went up to the palm of his hand. He only heard a bang, and there were two wheels on his head and under his feet. This wheel is made of vitality and has a peculiar structure. It seems to be a battle. Just up and down.

The positive and negative arrays have just covered him. The fine stones around him suddenly turned into powder, and the smoke was filled with dust. The swords of Qin and herds among countless stones suddenly collapsed and turned into a vitality dragon, and numerous swords formed the Qinglong. The body, struggling to stir!

Round sword!

Between the two wheels with opposite directions of rotation, countless swords emerged, forming a sword curtain, colliding with the stirring green dragon, the sword is broken and flying, and the two teenagers are not only the sword collision, but also the mana collision.

If the scholars at the Taiyuan University are here, they will be extremely surprised. Qin Mu is now using the sword-style style of the Yankang National Teacher. However, Qin Mu did not turn the sword into a sword column according to Yan Kangguo’s teaching. Instead, let countless entangled swords become a green dragon!

Lin Xuandao suddenly felt the pressure, Qin Mu's strength is suppressing his vitality, his cultivation is extremely honest, but Qin Mu's cultivation is still above him, this is almost impossible.

The innate Taixuan of Daomen is famous for its mana. It is simply about the mana of the same realm. The Taoist exercises of all the martial art in the world today are not as innate and powerful, even if it is also known as the mana, it is not a success!

However, now, he feels that Qin Mu’s mana is still above him!

Lin Xuandao feels that his smashing wheel print may be broken at any time, and immediately change his stroke. Although there is no dust in his hand, but there is a lot of dust flying out of the palm of his hand, it is a gauze, but under his control A rooted sword, from the inside of the wheel to the outside of the wheel, trying to break the Qinglong.

Just at the moment he started, Qin Mu had already arrived at the front, and the explorer seized countless soot and powder, and the smoldering powder gathered in his hands to form a long gun, which slammed into the rotating wheel.

Lin Xuandao's other hand resisted by the sky, blocking the big gun, and then the sound of the sound was endless. Qin Mu used his hand as a knife, night battle and wind and rain, and countless knives were cut on the wheels.

His cockroaches collapsed, and Lin Xuan’s son knew it badly. The next moment, he even had a few knives on his chest, blood on his chest, and his body shape flew away.

He borrowed the force and flew out, still calmly, and the dust came into the green dragon, and the dust flew out, finally extinguishing the dragon.

Qinglong collapsed and immediately turned into hundreds of fierce swords. In the blink of an eye, they gathered together and slammed into the earth.

"bad!"

Lin Xuandao's palm pressed down, as he pressed his palm, but saw countless dusty ropes plunging into the ground to lift his figure, not landing.

He used the dust as his foot and flew in the air like a fly. Under him, a green dragon was drilled from the ground and slammed into the ground. Then he drilled again and plunged into the ground again, and Qinglong rushed out of the ground. The foot of the animal husbandry just fell on the dragon head and quickly caught up with Lin Xuandao in the air.

Qin Mubiao pointed to the bullets, and the bullets were thunderous. There was a big rhythm in the thunder, and Lin Xuan’s face changed greatly: “It’s worse, he took the lead. Only the town’s swordsmanship is used!”

Note 1: The 斫 wheel print is taken from the fable in The Thirteenth Chapter of Zhuangzi Tiandao. If you are interested, you can go and see it. It is the dialogue between Qi Yugong and the wheel.